My Younger Siblings Are the Greatest Masters in the World - Chapter 63

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63.

 

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Dong Muhyeok, who entered the interrogation room with the Geumeuiwi guard, was seated in the chair across from Seol Mujin.

 

“Just knock on the door when the interrogation is finished.”

 

The guard who had brought Dong Muhyeok left those words and exited the room.

 

Seol Mujin turned his gaze to Dong Muhyeok.

 

Dong Muhyeok, who closed his eyes as soon as he sat in the chair, showed no signs of opening them.

 

Seol Mujin spoke first.

 

“I am Seol Mujin, Ch’ŏmsa of Bukjinmusa.”

 

Even though it came with the condition of being temporary, Yeon Daebang had given Seol Mujin the position of Ch’ŏmsa, a third-rank official.

 

In particular, Ch’ŏmsa was also a position responsible for inspecting government officials.

 

“You are Jinmusa Dong Muhyeok, correct?”

 

Dong Muhyeok, still with his eyes closed, maintained his silence.

 

Thirty-one-year-old Dong Muhyeok had quite a handsome face.

 

To be a fourth-rank Jinmusa at that age meant he had been promoted quickly within the Geumeuiwi.

 

If there was one flaw in Dong Muhyeok, it was his status as a concubine’s son.

 

It was actually a fatal disadvantage, but his rapid promotion showed he had ability.

 

Seol Mujin gazed intently at Dong Muhyeok with his eyes closed.

 

His deeply furrowed brow, downturned lips, and clenched molars.

 

He was enduring something.

 

Sadness? Anger? Perhaps both.

 

Seol Mujin settled into his chair and waited for Dong Muhyeok to open his eyes.

 

After waiting for nearly half a shichen, Seol Mujin was able to confirm the color of Dong Muhyeok’s eyes.

 

Light brown.

 

“Do you believe in the afterlife?”

 

Dong Muhyeok’s first question was unexpected.

 

Nevertheless, he answered.

 

“No.”

 

“Then do you want to believe in it?”

 

“No.”

 

“You must have committed many sins.”

 

“Because I think I’ll commit many sins in the future. Did you kill Ibu Sirang’s daughter?”

 

“Oh my, you’re coming straight at me. What does it look like to you, Ch’ŏmsa? But you seem too young to sit in the Ch’ŏmsa position.”

 

“It’s a temporary position given by the Minister of Personnel.”

 

Seol Mujin spoke honestly from the beginning.

 

If Dong Muhyeok believed he was on his side, it would be easier to read the truth.

 

“Is it important whether I killed Hye-ryeong?”

 

“That’s the most important thing.”

 

Dong Muhyeok shook his head from side to side.

 

“What’s important is that Hye-ryeong is no longer in this world.”

 

“Did you kill her?”

 

Dong Muhyeok, who had been staring intently at Seol Mujin, answered.

 

“No.”

 

“Were you lovers?”

 

“Yes.”

 

“Is there anyone you suspect of killing her?”

 

Ten fingers that had been folding one by one were all folded.

 

“There are so many I’d have to use my toes too. Of course, there probably wasn’t a single person who hated her. Hye-ryeong’s death is all my fault.”

 

Dong Muhyeok leaned forward and asked.

 

“Did Ch’ŏmsa come here to investigate me, or to help me escape?”

 

“I won’t be helping anyone escape.”

 

“Right. Of course. I’m a human who’s useless for anything unless I’m a Geumeuiwi guard.”

 

“She’s dead. Three names that come to mind immediately?”

 

“His Highness the Third Prince…”

 

“What?”

 

“…all those who have him as an enemy. Isn’t it too obvious? The whole world knows I’m His Highness the Third Prince’s dog. They want to eliminate me to remove His Highness the Third Prince’s influence over the Geumeuiwi.”

 

“Then they should just kill you, why would they kill Miss Hye-ryeong?”

 

“They probably thought making me a murderer would be more effective than killing me.”

 

That was possible too.

 

“How much can you drink?”

 

“I can drink endlessly.”

 

“But on the night of the murder, you only shared one bottle of alcohol with Miss Hye-ryeong.”

 

“Exactly. If I lost consciousness from just one bottle, there must have been medicine mixed in the alcohol.”

 

“Who brought the alcohol?”

 

“She bought it.”

 

“From where?”

 

“A place called Baekwha Liquor Store.”

 

“Is there anyone who can testify that you and Miss Hye-ryeong were lovers?”

 

“A few people know, but they won’t testify. In this situation, who would give testimony favorable to me?”

 

“If many people know, then her family must know too.”

 

“I even received threats from her brother to break up. He said it was absurd for a mere concubine’s son to date Ibu Sirang’s daughter.”

 

“That’s different from what Ibu Sirang’s side said.”

 

“Ch’ŏmsa seems to have done quite a bit of investigating. Do you think you can catch the real culprit?”

 

“They might already be caught and sitting in front of me.”

 

“I guess I should consider escaping.”

 

“Can you do it?”

 

“I know this prison like the back of my hand.”

 

“People often say they know something like the back of their hand, but how well do people really know their own palms?”

 

Seol Mujin stood up and knocked on the prison door.

 

“Is this the end?”

 

“Don’t escape and just stay here for about three days.”

 

After leaving the prison, Seol Mujin headed to the autopsy room where the corpse was.

 

The corpse placed on the lacquered autopsy table was bluish.

 

The guard watching over the autopsy room handed him a bundle of documents.

 

It contained descriptions of the murder scene, with illustrations attached.

 

The victim was found lying on the bed.

 

There was nothing special except for the bed covered in blood.

 

Seol Mujin examined the wounds on the corpse.

 

What killed her was a single stab wound that pierced her heart.

 

Seol Mujin spread the wound open with his fingers.

 

‘The weapon was a short sword, and there are hesitation marks.’

 

Killing a person is never an easy thing to do.

 

So instead of stabbing the knife in one swift motion, one tends to hesitate midway.

 

The corpse also showed traces of such hesitation.

 

Seol Mujin thought there would be no other special wounds, but his gaze stopped around the corpse’s shoulder area.

 

The black mark the thickness of a finger was the Hwanyu pressure point that causes unconsciousness.

 

Because she was dead, the mark from pressing the pressure point appeared more clearly.

 

The documents stated there were no signs of resistance.

 

If Dong Muhyeok lost consciousness to that degree, naturally Hye-ryeong would have lost consciousness too.

 

She was unconscious, yet her pressure points were struck on top of that?

 

After leaving the autopsy room, Seol Mujin’s next destination was the crime scene – Dong Muhyeok’s house.

 

Even if it was described in the documents, seeing it with one’s own eyes was different.

 

Dong Muhyeok’s house, located in the residential area, was an ordinary house you could see anywhere, with a well in the courtyard and three rooms.

 

The room on the left side of the main hall was the crime scene, still left untouched.

 

The bed, filled with dark reddish-brown stains, showed just how much blood a person could shed while dying.

 

After walking around the bed once, Seol Mujin headed to the window.

 

The window was locked, just as it had been at the time.

 

Seol Mujin checked the door’s lock mechanism.

 

The lock mechanism of the sliding door was simple.

 

You just turn the sickle-shaped piece and insert it into the protruding ring.

 

If this was broken, it meant the locked door was forced open.

 

The Geumeuiwi guards who had arrested Dong Muhyeok at the time testified that the door was locked.

 

That’s why they asserted there had been no intruder.

 

Seol Mujin fixed the broken lock mechanism.

 

Fitting the torn piece back wasn’t too difficult.

 

Then he went outside and closed the door.

 

Placing his hand on the door, Seol Mujin channeled his martial power.

 

It was a kind of telekinetic manipulation, but since the lock mechanism was attached to the door, it was easier than that.

 

He could feel the lock mechanism inside the door moving.

 

The sickle-shaped latch moved according to his martial power manipulation and entered the ring.

 

Seol Mujin opened the locked door in the same manner.

 

This level of skill could be performed even without extremely high martial power.

 

Both striking the pressure points and the method of intrusion – the culprit was definitely someone who had learned martial arts.

 

“The problem is there are too many people around here who have learned martial arts.”

 

Narrowing down the suspects wasn’t easy.

 

He sensed a presence behind him, followed by a voice.

 

“I heard a cheomsa was dispatched to investigate the case, and it’s really true.”

 

Seol Mujin turned his head.

 

It was a man who appeared to be around thirty with pale skin.

 

From his attire, he was a Geumeuiwi guard, and the badge at his waist indicated he was a cheonho of the fifth rank.

 

“The culprit has already been caught, so what investigation are you conducting?”

 

“And who might you be, asking such a question?”

 

Seol Mujin deliberately spoke informally.

 

The hostility that had been felt from his entrance grew thicker.

 

“I am Jeong Cheonho Hwang Sujang of the Northern Pacification Command.”

 

“A cheonho is quite a bit lower in rank than me.”

 

Seol Mujin came down from the main hall and stood just one foot away from Hwang Sujang.

 

“You should greet me politely first.”

 

“I heard you’re only temporary…”

 

“Greet me.”

 

Hwang Sujang, grinding his molars, briefly bowed his head.

 

“I pay my respects to the cheomsa.”

 

“You seem to have complaints about my investigation.”

 

“The culprit has already been caught.”

 

“Isn’t that none of your business?”

 

Hwang Sujang’s voice rose.

 

“The dead person is my sister, so how is it none of my business!”

 

“Ah! Then you must be Ibu Sirang’s son. Tsk tsk tsk… A noble family should have managed their daughter better.”

 

“What, what did you say?”

 

“Isn’t that right? Playing around with some mere illegitimate child…”

 

“Shut up! My sister was murdered by that bastard!”

 

Hwang Sujang’s fist came flying.

 

It was the movement of someone who had properly learned martial arts.

 

“Oh my!”

 

Seol Mujin retreated with exaggerated movements.

 

“You bastard! What do you think you’re doing!”

 

Even at Seol Mujin’s shout, Hwang Sujang didn’t stop his attack.

 

“What do you know about my sister to be babbling like that!”

 

Seol Mujin kept retreating while blocking Hwang Sujang’s attacks.

 

He could subdue him in one move, but he pretended to be overwhelmed to gauge Hwang Sujang’s martial power.

 

“I, I’m a cheomsa!”

 

Suddenly Hwang Sujang drew his sword and held it right in front of Seol Mujin’s nose.

 

“Try insulting my sister again.”

 

“…”

 

“If one more word dishonoring my sister comes from that mouth, I’ll cut off your head.”

 

After spitting out words from deep in his belly, Hwang Sujang left the house.

 

A smile appeared on Seol Mujin’s lips.

 

“A strong suspect has appeared.”

 

When Seol Mujin returned to the inn where he was staying, the triplets welcomed him.

 

“Why are you so late? How did your business go?”

 

Since it wasn’t a place for the triplets to attend, they had stayed at the inn.

 

Seol Mujin told them in detail about the case he had grasped, starting from meeting Dong Muhyeok.

 

Seol Changho asked.

 

“Are you certain Dong Muhyeok isn’t the culprit?”

 

“I don’t think so.”

 

“If big brother says no, then it’s no. But clearing his name won’t be easy, will it? He was practically caught in the act.”

 

“That’s why I need your help.”

 

The triplets’ eyes sparkled.

 

A toy had been thrown before them when they were dying of boredom.

 

“What should we do?”

 

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“What? Just barge in and give a warning to Bang-ju?”

 

Hwa Yeonshim smiled at the startled Hwangbo Hyeonguk.

 

“That’s what it amounts to if we’re talking about it. We’re just giving a warning to be careful since the Hwangbo Family is behind Seol Podoo.”

 

“Ah! Even just casually mentioning it would prevent Oryongbang from moving recklessly, right?”

 

“No matter how brazen Won Baeguk has become, how could he ignore the Hwangbo Family in Shandong Province?”

 

Hwangbo Ryeoseon said coldly.

 

“If the warning doesn’t work, we can just sweep them all away.”

 

Looking at Oryongbang visible in the distance, Hwangbo Hyeonguk said.

 

“I think it would be better for big sister to stay here.”

 

But ignoring Hwangbo Hyeonguk’s words, Hwangbo Ryeoseon took large steps toward Oryongbang.

 

“Big sister! You absolutely must not act rashly!”

 

While Hwangbo Hyeonguk was trying to stop Hwangbo Ryeoseon, they arrived at Oryongbang’s main gate.

 

Befitting a sect that supported the underworld of Shandong Province, Oryongbang’s scale was not inferior to the Hwangbo Family Estate.

 

“Please tell Bang-ju that Hwangbo Ryeoseon, eldest daughter of the Hwangbo Family, and Hwangbo Hyeonguk, the second son, have come.”

 

“So Hwangbo Ryeoseon and Hwangbo Hyeonguk came from the Hwangbo Family Estate?”

 

Won Baeguk, the Bang-ju of Oryongbang, turned his gaze toward the corner of his office.

 

“Your siblings came here?”

 

There stood Hwangbo Cheonak, the Eldest Son of the Hwangbo Family, with his arms crossed and back leaning against the wall.

 

“Why would those kids come here?”

 

“Isn’t it because of you?”

 

“That can’t be.”

 

A vile smile crept across Won Baeguk’s lips.

 

“This might actually be an opportunity. If we use your siblings, we could easily bring the Hwangbo Family to their knees.”

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